I had an extremely frightening dream last night. I (along with my friends) fell into a ripped open sidewalk and there was cement textured liquid under it. It was deep and we got wet and trapped in there. Finally someone found us and called the ambulance to get us. In my dreams I kept accidentally falling to the bottom, because I can’t swim that well. I was so glad in my dream I didnt bring my camera. My dream knows whats important to me! I was also very upset that the ambulance bill was like 600$ a person too.
I went out last night (St. Patrick’s day) I didn’t care if it was a ridiculousness holiday. I went out to just go out. I went to 2 bars with Rudy, Nate and Chris. We had drinks. Then I went to Arabian Nights with Nate and Chris. I was prettay drunk, but I always try to maintain my “cool”, especially because I have never gone out with these guys. But they are good friends. We all know them. Too bad Jay Jay and Josh couldn’t go!! Darn. Well, they could have gone to the hookah bar but it was a bitch getting in. I paid the 15$ cover charge for all three of us, and then Chris and Nate paid 15$ for the actual hookah. So silly. But it was fun. As soon as I got to Jay Jays, I tried throwing up in the bathroom. Nothing, because I didn’t eat. Atleast the guys were joking around the bathroom door laughing and saying , “youre already skinny” Even though I’m not, that’s nice of people to say. Well, I sat on the couch listening to everyone talk about their night plans and I guess I passed out without even knowing. Woke up with my back and ass hurting because I fell asleep sitting up. Now I’m just at Jay Jay’s with Josh. Sometimes I wish Eric would come out and do things like this. He missed out on a good time with his friends :(
I started eating meat again. O:
Chicken. Oh, and shrimps. The flies of the sea. :(
I had been staying the night at Jay Jay’s new apartment for the past 5 days. It was pretty interesting being away from home for so long.
Work in Chico is great so far. It’s slow, and I’m trying to enjoy the most of it. I mean, I’m getting paid to sit outside in the sun and eat chips. Barely any customers came in this week, but I bet it’s about to get a little more intense once people realize where this place is. I really liked hanging out with Jay Jay and Iris for a few days straight. Some days than others though. She doesn’t have her internet up, so I had been stealing unsecured internet. Pretty crappy most of the time too!
Last night was pretty shitty to me though. Actually, Saturday was lame overall. A friend complained with me about the whole Kony 2012 thing; as I support it, and he didn’t. He got so angry with my responses, he deleted me from Facebook. Immature much? Oh well. It’s whatever, and I’m over it.
Last night was Amber’s going away party. She’s moving back to Hawaii with her husband. So we had some hookah and drinks at Jay Jay apartments. I got pretty hammered after 6 shots of Jager. Well, about 11:30pm Iris wanted to go to Arabian Nights really bad and said she’d pay for all of us. I really didn’t want to go, but I said sure whatevs. Amber stayed with her other friends. We took a taxi downtown. Once we got to Arabian Nights the owner was standing infront of the door asking for everyone’s ID, and of course I forgot my ID in Oroville. But his employee Courtney came out and gave me a hug and greeted all of us. We were pretty much her regulars a few weeks ago. So I told her “I forgot my fucking ID!” and she got me in. Thank goodness.. I guess. I didn’t mind smoking in there. It was chill. Until some girls we were with wanted to move to a more private area. It was away from all the music, people and environment basically. So I got really bored and Jay Jay walked with me to Pita Pit. Well, Iris came to Pita Pit ready to leave.
We were waiting for empty taxis by waving them down. It was like 1:30am so all the bars were telling the drunks to GTFO. They were running a muck downtown. It’s always like that at that hour. Well, anyway… We tried to walk to another street…….
, and some fucking drunk fucking asshole walking the opposite way of us grabs my vag. YEAH , like literally puts his hand on me! Someone he doesn’t fucking know. I smacked his hand away and said “FUCK YOU, who the fuck are you?” I was still drunk, so those were only reactions so far. We kept walking, but It was still a BIG deal to me. As I think it SHOULD BE. We finally flagged down a taxi and got the hell outta downtown.
Well I guess I made a Facebook post saying, “Fuck drunk sexually assaulting assholes” as a Facebook status. Some people questioned what I was talking about. So I responded, “Some random drunk guy grabbed my vag.” Like honestly, I don’t think what I wrote was wrong, but I was also PISSED and getting over drunkenness. Even though the post had a lot of cussing in it, I responded to him saying I shouldn’t be ashamed about expressing my feelings about assholes who are like that. I feel like I had the right to write what I wrote. Whatever though. I deleted the status just because it was a little intense.
I’m really thinking about deleting my facebook, because the majority of people on there do NOT care about me. It’s a dumb social networking site of people who are assholes and inconsiderate.
Well anyway, Eric was just freaked out and came with Nick to pick up Iris and me at like 4:30am. I was reading what my friend had wrote back on my nasty status, and I started tearing up really bad, because I felt like what happened was looked passed by someone who I thought would have my back. It’s OK. Got home at 5:00am and passed out. Woke up at 11:30am. SO Here I am at my house…. going to Chico tomorrow in the AM for work. Then I don’t know what’s going on with my traveling situation. I need a damn car.
I’m pretty uneasy about last night though. Eric even asked me if I “dressed provocatively” No I didn’t. I wore my SKINNY JEANS, TOMS SHOES and A BLACK HOODIE. While the rest of girls in Downtown were wearing MINI Skirts and Tight dresses. Why did he do that to me? Well whatever I guess. At least nothing worse happened. Eric told me if someone does that to me, punch them. What if I did punch him though? Like I said, I was drunk. What I did and said were my only reactions. What if he punched me back? If he though it was OK to touch a random girl in public, what makes anyone think he won’t think it’s OK to punch me in public too?
Well, Cody finished my tattoos that were not colored in. He colored in my foot tattoo last night, and then he colored in my leg tattoo tonight. Man, I am never getting anymore tattoos on my feet again. It is pretty much the most painful. The leg tattoo still burns though. Pretty lame. But I thank Cody for giving me the tats :).
I decided I am not going to class tomorrow. I have no motivation anymore. I am definitely hating this semester, because I hate working and going to school at the same time. I’m always way too tired to do any homework. Once I’m home from work, I just want to relax. Meh. I am transferring to Chico for work on the 7th :). Boss lady gave me the CRV guide book. It’s like 100pages long. WTH. Well, a lot of it is review since I’ve already learned all of the CRV stuff. I got that shit. So excited :)
I’ve already had two drumsticks (icecream) today, and I am going to have another. They’re just SO good. I wanted to lose weight so bad, but I don’t think it’s going to happen. Since work, I’ve been eating more than I want to. And the snack area at work is always starin me down; making me buy chips. A customer gave me and my coworker a whole box full of fruity snacks. I know I shouldn’t eat them, but I have to admit I ate a pack. (There’s gelatin in them!)
Lalalala.
FUCKING SHIT FUCKER FUCK YOU STUPID FUCKER. Like it’s sad when some people think they are LOVED by everyone, when secretly people CANT STAND that person. They think they’re hot shit, when really they’re just SHIT. SO sad how people think so highly of themselves. Like nobody says anything bad about them, like everyone’s their friend; when really people secretly say they hate their logic. Yup. It’s true. And you wonder why people are against you.
I’m so fucking irritated right now. I write a small one page paper for my class, and I realize I keep accidentally writing “their” instead of “there”. SERIOUSLY? I’ve always had an annoyance for that action. Then after I submitted it, I reread my entry and realized I put “scene” instead of “seen” two times. WOW WOW WOW. I hate myself.
